You Do Your Thing

Lazy summer sundown Front porch of this old house Lighting bugs in a mason jar There's a four-lane coming through They break down at the end of june The county's takin half my yard It don't matter too much anyway In the scheme of things I still get m

This ain't no temporary, typical, tearful good-bye, uh uh uh This ain't no breakin' up and wakin' up and makin' up one more time, uh uh uh This is gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday Gone like a sol

It's me again With this whiskey on my breath again I'm ashamed about the shape I'm in And how bad I feel Damn these tears Damn this habit that I've had for years I'm tryin' hard to make it disappear I swear I will So, don't lose faith in me I know I

There's a story that my daddy tells religiously Like clockwork every time he sees an opening In a conversation about the way things used to be Well I'd just roll my eyes and make a be -line for the door But I'd always wind up starry-eyed, cross-legge

I met her down in Tampa Bay Spring break '88 She came in to hear my band play And man we were on that night Twin guitars and 20-minute jams "Tush", "Cocaine", and "Sweet Home Alabam" I knew I had her in the palm of my hand Wh